Queens of the Underwear
Pookie and Cricket have a new game they play. When ever i go sit on the potty, they follow me into the bathroom and start a little game they invented that i call, "Queen of the underwear". One of them will hop into my pants, down around my ankles, and defend her "fort" against the attacks of her sister. While the one on the outside tries to hop in there too, and force her sister out. They really seem to enjoy this little game and never miss the opportunity to catch me "on the throne". I can not go into the bathroom and close the door, with out hearing little whimpers, and scratches at the door, until i let them in. They only weigh a few pounds right now, but when they grow up, i hope that this game will lose it's interest for them, or my shorts are going to be in big trouble.